The Firefly that Loved Metallica.docx
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TheFireflythatLovedMetallica
TheFireflythatLovedMetallica(Sam/Dean,10,595words,R)
IstartedwritingthisjustafewdaysafterAllHellBreaksLooseandhavebeenpickingitupandputtingitdownsincethen.It'sfinallyfinishedandifIdon'tpostitnow,IreckonI'lljustkeeponpickingatit.*g*
TheFireflythatLovedMetallica
(Sam/Dean,10,595words,R,setpost-AHBL)
InwhichSamhasabottlefullofsoul.
Dean'ssoultasteslikecandyfloss.It'slikealittle,warmcloudofspunsugarinSam'smouth.
Sam'dthoughtitwastheCrossroadsDemontryingtosliphimsometongueastheysealedthedeal,sealedherdefeat.Deanwouldprobablybeoffendedtohavehissoulmistakenfordemontongue.
"He'sallyours,baby,"shehissedinhisearwhenshefinallylethimbreatheagain.Samhadstaredather,notdaringtomoveandeverydropofstubbornbravadowrungfromhiminthefaceofthisonelastcomplicatedvictory.
Allpretenceofhumanityhadslidfromher.Hereyesturnedbloodyandthebonesinherfacesharpened,strainingagainsthersweat-slickskin.Alow,gutturalnoiselikeboilingwaterhissedthroughtheairassheflickeredandwasgone,pouringoutblacksmokeandleavingacrumpledwomanontheground.
AndSamjuststandsthere,feelinghisbrother'ssoulflutteragainsthislips.
"OhmyGod!
"saysJo.
"Yeah,"saysBobby.
"Mmmm!
"saysSam,wagglinghishandsfrantically.
ItoccurstohimthathecouldveryeasilyswallowDean'ssoul,andthatifheopenshismouth,eventobreathe,Dean'ssoulcouldfloatawaylikedandelionseeds.He'sgothisbrother'sthinsugarsoulinhismouthandJoandBobbyarejuststaringathim.
"Mmmmm!
"hesaysagain,withgreater,irritatedemphasis.
"Oh!
Right!
"saysBobby.
HepresseshisshotgunintoJo'shandandrunsbacktotheImpala.Jo'sscrewinghereyesupandstaringatSam,asifwaitingforlighttocomefloodingoutofhisnoseorsomething.Shetakesastepcloserandthatdoesn'tstopSamfromwantingtohyperventilate.Hewatchesherwarily,readytosmackherhandsawayifshetriestogetherfingersinhismouth,butshejustgoesonstaring,alittlefrownonherbrow,pinklipspartedinasmall,wondering'o'.
"Here,"saysBobby,pressingsomethingglasstoSam'slips."Spit."
Josayssomethinglike,IhopetoGodyouemptiedthatfirst,Bobby,butSamdoesn'tpayattention.Slowly,eversoslowly,hecloseshislipsabouttherimofthebottleandpoursthesouloutofhismouth.Adollopoflightdropsintothebottlethencontractstoasinglepointofpinkish-redlight.Itdarts,firefly-like,upandaround,makingnosoundasittapstheglass.
Bobbysnatchesthebottlefromhimandscrewsthelidontightandit'sonlythenthatSamcanseethelabel.JackDaniel's.They'rekeepingDean'ssoul,hisiddybiddypink-and-redsoul,inabottleofwhiskey.
"He'snotgoingtosuffocateinthere,ishe?
"Joasks.
SamandBobbyexchangelooks.Samdoesn'thavemuchexperienceinstoringsoulsandhesuspectsBobby'sexpertisedoesn'tstretchtoiteither.Takingthebottlebytheneckbetweenhisthumbandforefinger,Samholdsituptothemoonlight.
Heexpectstheglasstobewarmalreadywhenhepressesafingertiptothesideofthebottle,butit'snot.ThefireflyinsidebrieflycomesovertoinspectSam'sfingertipbutobviouslygetsboredofthesightquicklyandflittersoff.
"He'sgoingtobeokay,"saysSam.
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TheypileintotheImpalaandSamreluctantlyhandsthewhiskeybottletoJo.It'satoughchoice.AsmuchasDeanmightlikeandrespectJoandBobby,there'snowayhe'dtrustanyonebutSamtodrivetheImpala.Overmydeadbody,ashe'dtakentosayingwhenthereweretoofewdaysleftforSamtofindthatkindofthingfunny.
ButifSam'sgoingtobedriving,theonlyplacehecouldsafelyhavethebottlewouldbewedgedbetweenhisthighsandthatjustfeelslikeit'stheonethingthat'sevenmorewrongthanhavingDean'ssoulinawhiskeybottleinthefirstplace.
"Don'tknowaboutyou,"saysBobby."ButIwasn'texpectingthat.Didn'tyoujustgetpoppedstraightbackintoyourbody?
"
Samflicksaglanceintherear-viewmirrorandseesthatJo'sgotthebottlecuppedreverentlyinherhands,fireflyflickeringbehindhersoftsplayedfingers,thenhelooksbackattheroad.Henodsjerkily,thinkingoftheemptycorpsethatEllenmuststillbebaby-sitting.
"Yeah.Justwokeup.Maybe…maybeitwasdifferentbecauseshewasn'ttheonewhohadmysoul,ormaybeshewasjustbeingabitchgivingitbacklikethisor…"
"Ormaybeit'snotgonnagobackinhisbody,"Bobbyprompts.HistoneisgentleandSamknowshe'stryingtoplayDadandpreparehimforadisappointment.Thingis,asfarasSamisconcerned,dadspreparetheirsonsfordisappointmentwithweaponstrainingandbarkedorders,soBobby'sattemptsarealittlelostonhim.
“So…whatareyousaying,Bobby?
ThatI’mjustgoingtohaveabottleofDean’ssoul?
Isthat…?
”
SamflicksanothersurreptitiousglanceatJo,whoishunchedoverthebottle,peeringinside.Theexpressionofopenwonderonherfaceandtheblondehairfallingaboutherlit-upfaceconspiretomakeherlooklikeatwelve-yearoldatthecarnival.SamconsiderspullingtheImpalaoversohecantakeDean’ssouloutofherhands,takeitbackwithhimwhereitbelongs.
“Soulsdon’tdie,Sam,”Bobbyispatientlyexplaining.“Fleshdoes.Yougottabepreparedthatmaybethisisn’tgoingtowork.”
“YousaidthatabouttheCrossroadsDemon.YousaidIhadtoexpecthertodigherclawsintoDean’ssoulandneverletgo.Andlook,Igotit.Igothissoulback.Sodon’ttellmewhatI’vegottobepreparedfor.”
Joiswhisperingsomethingagainsttheglassandherlipsarecurvedintoasmile.She’scrooningatthefireflylikeit’sagoddamnbabyinacrib,andnothingatalllikethesoulofademonhuntertrappedinawhiskeybottle.Samdoesn’tquitegetwhatthatdifferencedemandsbywayoftreatment,buthefeelsrightdowntothebonethatit’saprettybigdistinction.
Heopenshismouthtosaysomethingbuthergazeflickstohimabruptly,theeyesoftheirreflectionsmeetinginthemirror.
“Quitpoutingandquitcheckinguponhim!
”shesnaps.“I’vegothim.I’mnotgoingtodropthedamnbottle.”
Samdoesn’tquitpouting.Infact,hepoutsevenharderbecausethisisnothowvictoryissupposedtofeel.VictoryissupposedtoincludeDean,DeanlookingoutfrombehindhiseyesandDean’sgruff,slightlyoverwhelmedvoicecomingfromhismouth,andDeanawkwardlypattingSamonthebackandtryingtoactlikeHellhadbeennoworsethansittingthroughPrideandPrejudicethattimewithSam.VictoryissupposedtoincludeAC/DCandSamridingshotgunandDeanbeingrightthere.
SamputshisfootdownandtheImpalaroars;Sam’spleasedtohearitsoundsasdisgruntledandpissed-offashedoes.
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Ellen'striedtoworkoutaschedule,atimetableinherheadsosheknowswhentoexpectthembackandwhentoacceptthatit’snotworked.Sheknowshowlongit'lltakethemtogetthereandback,butit'sthebitinthemiddleshecan'tpuzzleout.Howlongdoesittaketogetademontogiveupasoul?
Asoulit'sworkedhardtowin?
Ifit'sSamWinchesterasking,Ellendoesn'tthinkitshouldtakelongatall.There'sonlyonethinginthisworldscarierthanaWinchester,andthat'sWinchesters.Still,demonshavenevershownmuchsensewhenitcomestomessingwithWinchesters.
ShesetsheremptycoffeemugdownandlooksatDeanagain.Thefirelightflickersoverhismottledblueskin,likehe'ssomehollow,marbleegg.
They'vebeenkeepinghiminBobby'sdeepfreezesinceDeandroppeddeadthreedaysago.SamhadrefusedtoburyhimandsoEllengotBobbytolayhimoutintheice,andshe'dindulgedherselfandplayedmother,drawingablanketofbagsoffrozenpeasanduncookedmeatuparoundDean.Whenitwastime,she'duncoveredhimandhadBobbybringhimbackin,notSam.She’dbeengladofthat.Ithadn’tbeenDeantheybroughtoutoftheice,justhisbody.
Afterthey'dgone,Ellenhadbulliedthefireintolifeandsetaboutthawingthecorpse.Afterall,badenoughbeingdead,butshe'snotgoingtohavethepoorboywakingupcold.She'dsatwithDeanwhilethefrostonhisstupidlyfeminineeyelashesglistenedandmelted,rollingdownhiswaxycheeksliketears.
Thenshe'dmadeapotofcoffee.BillyalwayslikedashotofcaffeinetowakehimupandshethinksthatDeanwouldprobablyappreciatecomingbacktolifetofindacupofcoffeewaitingforhim.Butshe'sdrunkallthecoffeeandDean'sstillnotwokenup.She'sprettysureshe'd'venoticedifhehad.Hedoesn'tstrikeherasthetypetocomebackfromthedeadwithoutalotofnoiseandfuss.
TheImpalascreechestoahaltoutsideandEllentakesabreath.Shestandsupandrubsherhandstogether,notsurewhenshegotsocold.ThedoorbangsopenandthefirstthingshecanthinkisthatthegriefhasdrivenSamtodrinkandshe'llmurderBobbyforlettingthepoorboydrinkawholebottleofwhiskeyandifheletSamdriveherbabygirlaroundafterdrinkingthatmuchshe'llmurderhimalloveragain.
SamdropstohiskneesbyDeanandEllenalmostthinksshecan'tbeartowatchuntilshenoticesthatSamistryingtopourwhat'sleftofthewhiskeydownhisbrother'sthroat.
"Ohhoney,"shewhispers."Honey,Idon'tthinkthatthat's…"
"It'shissoul,"Johisses.
Ellenstopsandturnstolookatherdaughter.Jo'stransfixed,she'snotevenblinking.Ellenthinkssheneedsalittleclarificationbutisn'tsurewhatsheshouldaskinordertogetit.Shelooksbackatthebottleandatthered-pinkf
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